Before recorded history, before order, before time, the world of Kedrana was in Flux. The Flux began the moment creation was realized; existence heaved and rippled, caught and twisted between the powerful raw forces in motion around it in the cosmos. Day was night and night was day and each bled into the other in the everlasting moment, subject to the whims of countless powerful, unknowable entities. Creatures scuttled across mutable landscapes, their forms as fluid and fickle as the Flux from which they had emerged. The Flux never was; the Flux was forever…
The time and singular moment of chaos that came before Kedrana, an eternity of possibility and infinite simultaneity.
Supposedly the coming of the Ancestors heralded the end of the Flux, and apparently many elemental spirits and Fluxborn are leftovers from this era.